In Exile

(To the 'Few', outraged by the 'many')


Don't worry 'bout what they think,
don't worry 'bout what they say.
Now that you are in exile,
you'll have a brighter day!

Don't let 'em wind you up,
don't let 'em step on yer toes.
Stand your ground and speak your mind,
then punch 'em hard on the nose.

It's better to fight your corner from within,
although it might appear to be in vane.
But all the time remember your foe-man may be nuts,
and you are the only one sane!

Pull up an island and rest your bones,
cos your'e in exile now.
But you may possibly find your way back,
some day, some way, some how.